The Holy words at Mariners Church

I’m a Crystal ball In the midnight sun
I’m your worst nightmare And you can’t wake up
I’m the moment you notice The wallpapers wrong
And this house isn’t yours And you’re trapped in this house

As the church cries out “Father end this drought”
I try to sing the words They burn my mouth
But I know that song, I sang it once
I know these notes, I just can’t get em out

Hucklby tried to slide And I couldn’t let him slip out
I got few morals But that’s one I couldn’t bend on

So I got something for him
And it’s not what he thought
Better watch
Cuz it costs more than your land does
Take a walk Boy

“We are gathered herе today in remembrance of “Bеn Richard Huckelby the 4th”
Slain at the hands of, of Johnathan Jr!
May God help us all”

I remember holding a lighter to my wrist
And I remember how it felt
And I remember why I did it

So throw the kitchen sink at it
I said “meet me in the static”
I’m at the bottom of the lake
Well established, until I vanish
It’s tragic

I let it happen again
In 7th grade with a pen
In the back office double crossing T’s
“Rome write it again!”

I know I’m bigger than this
I know you still have a plan
But if I can’t use my wrists?
Then How can I be your hands?